The TombStone 31 Express | The Macabre Menagarie Part 2| -Prototype-

UnderTheGreenLeaves

The Food was Different but at Least Edible  and when She Finished Eating, She left the Dining Car to Explore more of the Train. She walked into one of the Train Cars and Found Herself Face to Face with a Strange Humanoid.

"Ohw era uoy?"

She Stared at the Humanoid "Passenger" Unsure of what to Say since She had no Idea what it was Saying and to Her it sounded like Gibberish. 

"Ohw era uoy??"

It Said again and it Blinked in Curiosity and when She still didn't Answer, it gave out a Gruff "HHMM!" and Pushed her Aside and Walked out of the Car with a Spiked Tail Swishing back and Forth Behind it.

She Watched the Humanoid go and Thought of Cats and Elves Mixed Together with Lizards then all of a Sudden the Humanoid Whipped back around and Thrust it Face towards Her own Glaring at her and Speaking Angrily.

"Peek Ruoy Sthgouht Ni Kechc!! M'I A Umasdekit Ton A Tac, Fle, Dna   Ylniatrec Ton A Drazil!"

The Humanoid's Tail was Swishing Violently as it Glared down at Her with Orange Eyes and Began to Reach for Her with Fearsome looking Claws until one of the "Passengers in the TrainCar Stepped out of His Seat and Got Between them and Spoke to the Humanoid in its Language.

"Eht Lirg Soed Ton DnatsRednu Rouy Eguagnal Ron Seod Ehs Wnok Touba Ruoy Yhtapelet. Ehs Olsa Sah Ton Tem A Umasdekit Erofeb"

The Humanoid looked at the Passenger then at Her then Seeming to Reach an Understanding of the Situation Bowed Apologetically.

"I Ees. Ssap Ym Tosm Erecnis Seigolopa Ot Reh."

"I Llhas."

The Humanoid once again gave a Bow of Apology then Continued its way out of the TrainCar. As soon as it was Gone, The "Passenger" turned to her and gave her a Small Relieved Smile.

"Well Now... That could have been Messy and Violent."

"What did I do to Upset it so?"

" "It" is not a It but a Umasdekit. A Inhabitant of the Jungles that Lives either Underground near The Jungle Trees Roots or Up Above in the Cover of the Jungle Trees. They are Feline Reptillian and Elvish in Appearance Yes but  Never Think  nor Say that Near them Because they take Great Offense to that."

"Why Can't I Think near them?"

"Because all Umasdekits are Telepathic."

"Telepathic?"

"Yes... and When you Thought that the Umasdekit You Met Looked like those Three Species...Well you Saw and Heard what Happened."

"What Language was it Speaking? I could not Understand it at all."

"Its no Language at all... All Umasdekits Speak Backwards."

"BackWards?"

"You Repeat things people say to you Some of the time did you ever Notice that?"

She Clamped her mouth Shut in Embarrassment and the "Passenger" Continued.

"the Umasdekit when You First came Face to Face was Asking Who You were and when You did not Answer, He Asked again and when You still didn't Answer, He gave up and Began to Leave until You Made the Foolish Choice of Thinking that Thought near Him as He was Leaving. He Rushed towards You and said this:"

Translation: "Keep Your Thoughts in Check! I'm a Umasdekit not a Cat Elf and Certainly not a Lizard!"

"It was at this time, He was thinking about Giving you a Scratch on the Face to Teach you a Lesson but I Quickly Stepped in and Intervened since I Understand the Languge of the Umasdekit and enough about them. I Spoke to him  in His Language to show Respect and Understanding... This is what I Told Him..."

Translation: " The Girl does Not Understand your Langauage nor does She Know about your Telepathy. She has also not Met a Umasdekit before."

"As soon as I Explained this to Him...He Found that some of the Fault was on Him due to his Outburst and Attempt to do you Harm. He gave you a Bow in Apology and Told me to Pass on his Most Sincere Apologies to you. I Told Him I Shall."

She looked at where the Umasdekit exited then turned back to the "Passenger"

"Thank You. I'm a Stranger in this Land So I do not Fully Know my Way around this Place nor do I fully Understand the People or Things that Inhabit this World."

"Do not Fret yourself about that...It a long Journey to where you Headed and there are Nine Stops till then so You will have Plenty of time to Learn all about the Silent Necropolis and its many Passengers and Citizens. You already Learned something already about the Umasdekits so that One thing that going for you. My Name is Pervoli Dastin by the way. I am a Explorer and I actually had a Recent Expedition in the Jungles where the Umasdekits Live and Thrive so I was able to meet some of them in one of their Villages where they Allowed me to Observe them and Learn all about their Culture and History."

"Sounds Fascinating."

"It was! My Next Expedition will be even More Amazing! I'm Planning on Discovering the Lost Ruins of  Ghativili!"

She then Decided to Sit and Listen to Pervoli's Tales about his Adventures and Discoveries and when he Finished his Tenth Tale She called a Break and got up from the Seat She took in Front of Him. 

"Well it was nice to Meet you Mr. Dastin and listen to all your Amazing Adventures."

"It was my Pleasure and Please... It Just Pervoli."

"Ok Pervoli."

She Smiled and walked away leaving the Adventurer to his own Thoughts and Devices. She Secretly called for a Break not only Because She was being Overwhelmed by Pervolis's many and Endless Tales but because a Jungle Insect was Burrowing its way out of Pervolis Cheek and Beginning to Scuttle towards his Brain...no doubt for a Snack. But Pervoli seemed to be A Gentleman and because of Her Meeting him, She began to feel more at Ease around the Other "Passengers" but still they Freaked her out a bit. 

"Oh by the Way..."

Pervoli called out to Her.

"Yes?"

"If you come across that Umasdekit again...His Name is Hazabah."

"Ok. Thanks."

He gave her a Thumbs up and to Her Surprise and Slight Disgust Found the Insect Nearing his Forehead and Grabbed it and took a big Crunching Bite out of it.

"Ah.... Tastes like Chicken."

She Quickly Left Before She had the Urge to Throw up Again.

As she was Walking by other "Passengers", She took a Mental Note of what they Wore and what Accent they Spoke in and She Reviewed this as She Explored the Train Further.

First was the Noir "Passenger" She met 

Second was the Umasdekit 

Third was the Explorer who had a Bit of an English Accent to his Voice and His Appearance was very Rugged as if coming from a Recent Trek in the Jungles but Still Groomed. She especially Admired his Blonde Hair and Curly Mustache which he Occasionally Twirled around with the Tip of his Fingers.

The Other "Passengers" She made Quick Observations and Notes:

There was a Woman Dressed in the Style of the Victiorian Era who Kept Looking back and Around Her as if Someone was Stalking her and Hiding in the Shadows.

There were Two Soldiers in Old Military Uniforms with Helmets on their heads that looked like Bowls made into a Hat. They each had a Cigarette between their Lips and they were Playing Cards but looked Tense as if Waiting for a Particular Sound to Suddenly Happen.

In one of the Corners where the Shadows Congregated was a Lone Man Peering at Her as She Passed by, His Eyes almost Hidden  Underneath a Wide Brimmed Cowboy Hat. He had Two Pistols in Holsters at each Hip and his Hands where Resting upon the Butts of the Two Deadly Weapons.

And there was a Set of Twins who looked at her with Mania in their Eyes and they Sang to themselves Rocking back and Forth.

"Ashes to Ashes

Dust to Dust

Ashes to Ashes

Dust to Dust...."

She Found Herself Feeling that Sense of Familiarity Once More and Struggled to come up with a Reasonable Explanation as to Why. Then in the Back Corners of her Mind a Vague Image of a Book with many Pictures of Several Different Places and Times appeared Before Her and a Voice Whispered to her Ear...

"Doomed to Repeat..."

She Blinked and Lost the Thought becoming Lost once Again with Unanswered Questions that were Joined by Newer Questions of what She had Found Out just by Walking Amongst the "Passengers" and taking the Slightest Notice of Each Slightest Detail of Each and Every one of the Macabre Menagerie. She Groaned in Frustration but Walked on Determined to Explore Further more of the TombStone 31 Express and its many "Passengers" and if any...  Their Secrets.

The TombStone 31 Express Rushed ever Forward throughout the Day but now It Speeded into the Darkness of the Night allowing itself to be Consumed by Total and Lifeless Blackness. 

...

Blackness at First then a Light at the Bottom 

Rushing Wind Whipped Past Him as he Fell ever Downwards

He was Asleep until He was not and Discovering His FreeFall Screamed for what Seemed to him an Eternity

As He Fell, He saw Distant Shapes that Flew Past him Shrieking and Moaning  and Reaching out for Him with Claws made out of Mist 

Something hit him on the Shoulder and when he Discovered what Descending Projectile Hit him, He knew he was Losing his Mind or Worse

It was a Skull followed by More Skulls which were Falling down with Him in an Endless Number

They were Laughing.... Laughing? Skulls Don't Laugh.....What is Going on?

He tried to close His Eyes and Cover his Ears to Block out the Terrifying  Ordeal but to no Avail and he continued his Descent

One of the Skulls Slowed it Descent and Pushed itself to Him Smiling it Dead Smile and looking at him with Hollow Eye Sockets that Glowed a Faint Green.

It Stared at Him for awhile and He Stared back in Disbelief then it Laughed and started Speaking to Him.

"Hey Buddy-Boy! Want to Hear a Joke?"

He did not Answer but the Skull went ahead away.

"Why did the Chicken Cross the Road?"

The Hell? A Skull just Asked him one of the most Cheesiest and Lamest Jokes ever... This had to be a Nightmare...Had to be but to his Surprise he Found Himself Asking "Why?"

"To Get to the Chicken Stip Club and to check out all those Chicks Waving their Nuggets!"

The Skull Burst out Laughing and he Fainted Enveloped by Blackness within Blackness

 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: UnderTheGreenLeaves (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 23rd, 2020 20:46
  • Category: Fantasy
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